The Book of Na'Lon

or rather, Inane Ramblings of an Expatriot

Walking along the road on the way home from the station this evening. I mention to The Marquis that maybe one night at Oxonmoot we could order pizza from my favourite pizza place.

"I thought you just said Dominar's pizza!" The Marquis says.

"What? As in Rygel the 16th?" I laugh.

"Well," the Marquis says, "there'd be a ring on your door and this little geezer with furry ears will be hovering in front of you with a pile of boxes, and he'd say: 'That'll be thirty-two quid for the pizzas' -- burp -- 'so I ate them all. I am your Dominar!' "